Neoma
27-09-2006, 02:22
On the Colony world of Del'rose the sun had just set but it still gave the sky a light orange red color. The twin moons were brilliantly in their violet glow.
The towns people were out, it still was a busy time for most of the colonists. The harvest of Nor'folk tears the sole pride and joy of Neoman exporting was close approaching, the long and demanding task of "Catching" the Nor'Folk roses nectar or "tears" as the plants began there annual reproducing phase.
The prince of Neoma smiled contently as he watched the towns people form the Citadel, The main government building that was on all major Neoman colony planets.
"Like busy little bees," He said softly as the summers heat started to wear off in the nights cool damp air.
"John ,You should go to bed," said a soft voice as someone layed a tender hand on his shoulder. He looked over his shoulder to find Ella already in her night gown.
"I will, I just have to type up a broadcast," John said as his eyes went back to the city.
Ella walked off and went to her quarters right next to Johns room. He walked over to the Rosewood deck that held a communique console, and a bottle of Red wine with a stout glass. He poured some of the wine into the glass and sipped it as he took a seat in the leather chair and began to type.
Greeting and Salutations to the Leaders of this galaxy,
My name is Johnathan "John" Derit the XII the prince of Neoma, I invite you to witness the annual harvest of Nor'Folk tears, Our most prized after export.
This is the first time in Neomas history that we are going to allow the secret process of taking the nectar from these plants and turning it into the most sought after alcoholic beverage in our history.
The days of the Harvest is a great time on Del'rose, the day is long and warm and we will also be doing many other things then just watching the harvest to be decided on after all the observers have arrived.
Due to the importance and secrecy of the harvest i would like to inform you that no bureaucrats will be allowed, only the leader(s) or there heirs will be permitted to view the harvest.
The towns people were out, it still was a busy time for most of the colonists. The harvest of Nor'folk tears the sole pride and joy of Neoman exporting was close approaching, the long and demanding task of "Catching" the Nor'Folk roses nectar or "tears" as the plants began there annual reproducing phase.
The prince of Neoma smiled contently as he watched the towns people form the Citadel, The main government building that was on all major Neoman colony planets.
"Like busy little bees," He said softly as the summers heat started to wear off in the nights cool damp air.
"John ,You should go to bed," said a soft voice as someone layed a tender hand on his shoulder. He looked over his shoulder to find Ella already in her night gown.
"I will, I just have to type up a broadcast," John said as his eyes went back to the city.
Ella walked off and went to her quarters right next to Johns room. He walked over to the Rosewood deck that held a communique console, and a bottle of Red wine with a stout glass. He poured some of the wine into the glass and sipped it as he took a seat in the leather chair and began to type.
Greeting and Salutations to the Leaders of this galaxy,
My name is Johnathan "John" Derit the XII the prince of Neoma, I invite you to witness the annual harvest of Nor'Folk tears, Our most prized after export.
This is the first time in Neomas history that we are going to allow the secret process of taking the nectar from these plants and turning it into the most sought after alcoholic beverage in our history.
The days of the Harvest is a great time on Del'rose, the day is long and warm and we will also be doing many other things then just watching the harvest to be decided on after all the observers have arrived.
Due to the importance and secrecy of the harvest i would like to inform you that no bureaucrats will be allowed, only the leader(s) or there heirs will be permitted to view the harvest.